1.
After several rounds of sparring, Wakamo, who seemed utterly exhausted as if her stamina had completely drained, sat nearby to rest while I readjusted my stance once again.
If someone were to see me, they might ask why I’m doing this here instead of studying, but there was a fairly reasonable cause for why Hiiro had started training first.
It was a baffling, yet terrifying reason.
‘sh*t, I can’t control it… again…’
I realized it last night while beating up some villains.
Ever since the fight with Valtor, it has been increasingly difficult to control my strength.
It hasn’t affected my daily life to the point where I can’t function, but it’s definitely impacting my hero activities. Even when I swung lightly, my opponent flew off like a dodgeball. And when I applied a little strength, concrete shattered.
It was as if the limiters on my strength had suddenly been removed.
There was a reason why I refrained from brawling with Toki; I had to get a grip on this first before returning to a normal life.
I needed to adjust the overwhelming power surging within my body. That was why I came to this old, secluded training ground. Matters like this are better left unknown to others.
“Hmm…”
Of course, thanks to the help of Wakamo, who is one of the top combatants in Kiburatos, I’ve adjusted somewhat, but the issue remains.
Crack!
When I opened my palm, I saw a stone that had shattered into several pieces.
I sighed at the sight.
The stone broke far too easily.
Even just by grip strength alone.
…
If it had been achieved using “Ki” (勁), I might have understood, but since it wasn’t, this was indeed troubling.
Incidentally, “Ki” refers to the technique of projecting the power one has gained inside the body outward.
It involves every aspect — muscles, bones, tendons, and weight. Literally projecting “mass” outward from inside the body. Because the technique was developed from releasing Ki, it was appropriately named so.
Anyway, here’s why I’m in this difficult situation — I’m having trouble handling this power, like having my foot on the gas pedal of an F1 car without knowing how to drive.
“I get the reason, but…”
The problem lies in knowing too clearly why this situation has arisen.
It wasn’t an external factor. An internal one, yet one that felt unsettlingly foreign. The cause of this predicament was none other than the “Supersense.”
‘That strange sensation I felt then. The indescribable connection to something unknown, lifting my soul, it was truly… a terrible feeling.’
Supersense was like the national dish that made me what I am, yet it’s also a power too overwhelming for me to handle.
Its impact was so immense that when I first arrived, I genuinely thought my head would split open.
And then there was the sensation I felt a few days ago.
‘There was something… something that didn’t feel human.’
Even skills like predicting the future or the ability to drop meteorites in Kiburatos felt like they went beyond human limits, but this “Supersense” followed a different trajectory.
Not just surpassing humans, it genuinely felt like it wasn’t human.
A force wielded from a realm of existence beyond human comprehension. Literally a “different dimension” of power.
Points. Lines. Surfaces. Space. And the dimensions beyond.
By expanding the limits of Supersense, my consciousness briefly touched a higher level of existence.
This wasn’t a metaphor. It was a literal higher realm, the perspective of one who overlooks everything.
I’ve… known this perspective better than anyone.
But it’s too terrifying to speak of.
‘And after connecting with that… something changed within my body for reasons unknown.’
The simple description of “I’ve grown stronger” wouldn’t fully cover the situation. After experiencing something strange through Supersense, a kind of “pathway” seems to have been formed within me, and power seems to be injected through it.
It’s not the usual method of accumulating strength through discipline and practice. It feels like someone is forcibly injecting power into me.
Against my will, my abilities have been enhanced.
It’s like… leveling up a game character.
Suddenly, my overall abilities have increased.
Using “Ki,” which previously required several seconds of focus, is now smoother, and I’ve also gained physical abilities that are almost impossible to control.
I’m sure I’ll adapt at some point, but… the troubling part is that this “growth” feels deliberate, and I can’t shake off the unsettling feeling.
A supernatural entity tampering with my body, a strange sensation.
The secrets entwined with me, or maybe even involving the very world.
Did I glimpse the edge of it?
…
A troubling hypothesis flitted through my mind, but I shook my head vigorously.
It was an absurd hypothesis.
‘…No. It doesn’t make sense. If this hypothesis were true, I wouldn’t be able to do the things I’m doing right now.’
I altered the flow of this world.
Thus, the terrifying hypothesis that I might be a character in a game simply cannot stand.
…No, it mustn’t be allowed to make sense.
…
Huh… With a rough exhale, I lunged my fist forward.
As if to expel my thoughts in a single motion, forcefully.
A sound of “whoosh” accompanied a slight pressure wave around me…
…Even though “Ki” wasn’t used.
‘…This is insane.’
Then this time, I gripped my fist with “Ki” infused.
Focusing my mind, I gathered the scattered strength throughout my body, beyond just collecting it into a point; I superimposed more power onto it.
There was no need to push it to the limits; it was unnecessary to take risks. Just enough for what I needed.
But still…
Boom…!
Boooom…!!
A roaring sound resounded deeply within my body.
It felt like I carried explosives ready to explode at any second; the surge of power churned around my fist.
It was a brute yet skillful force compression. Most others without Supersense would have undoubtedly been torn apart, unable to retain the power.
Just about one to two seconds in real time passed.
I swung my power-infused arm forcefully.
And…
Ssshhiiing…!
An invisible force exploded in the air, like the sound of glass shattering.
The air pressure caused by the explosion of “Ki” pushed the air around me, creating a powerful gale.
Unable to help but laugh to myself, I had to pull back my hand.
The power was satisfying, but…
I glanced down at my reddened arm.
“…d*mn. Looks like I’ll need to spend some time adapting to this.”
Whether it’s Ki or physical strength, my body couldn’t handle it.
I need to adjust these some way or another.
‘To be honest, I feel like I’m gradually leaving the realm of humanity.’
Having mastered the principles of Ki, my physical abilities could be described as nothing but “insane”.
I’m not just an “average person” anymore.
‘At this point…’
I had the intuition that, considering physical abilities alone, I might be among the top ranks in Kiburatos. Of course, it would grow even higher if I fully mastered “Ki”.
Whether I surpass powerhouses like Tsurugi or Mika is still unknown… but instinctively, I don’t feel I’m below them.
Around the same level, maybe a little below?
The reasoning is simple.
Technically, I’m still very inexperienced.
Reflecting on when I first engaged in combat during my hero activities, I’m still practically a newbie, having only three months of experience in fighting. Also, the equipment I utilize is not highly effective.
‘Most of the time, I’ve relied heavily on Supersense, whether it’s using skills or equipment.’
Considering that, I judged that unless I overwhelmingly improve in physical abilities, at this point, achieving a draw against those called the strongest in Kiburatos would be a best-case scenario.
Because last time, fighting against Neru, I learned that relying solely on Supersense won’t yield good results against true powerhouses.
That’s why, despite feeling uneasy, I have to grow as quickly as possible. Especially to prepare for the numerous events ahead and the future.
Therefore, I was putting effort into mastering “Ki” and adapting to the rapid surge in my physical abilities.
Because overwhelming power can help withstand anything — whether it be under Riou’s surveillance or assassination attempts.
“Let’s try again.”
That day, till the late evening, I spent my time at the training ground, mastering “Ki” and adapting to my newly acquired physical prowess.
It was a fulfilling day with results to show for it.
2.
“…What is this?”
The next day, after finishing my morning training and having nothing else to do, I decided to visit the Game Development Department office.
Upon opening the door and stepping inside, the room was empty, but filled with game consoles, game CDs, mats, and manuals scattered everywhere.
The wall cabinets were stocked with unidentified boxes, documents, and books, while on the opposite wall, the whiteboard was covered in numerous writings and sticky notes.
Most strikingly, there were monitors of various sizes scattered across the front, sides, and even the corners of the office.
Some estimated to be old models, others clearly cutting-edge — their diversity offered a sight to behold. Still, I couldn’t help but sigh deeply at the sight of the office crowded with items concentrated in the center.
“Even the Supernatural Special Unit wasn’t this bad.”
There, in the Supernatural Special Unit, because of the hectic pace and numerous crucial materials, Himari often got busy, inevitably making the office messy.
Amy dislikes movement due to feeling too warm, and as Himari senior takes care of the entirety of the unit’s budget, tasks like cleaning the messy office or fetching food and organizing documents fall to me.
I don’t really mind.
I’ve participated in many requests and done my share of on-site work; but, with the hero activities, I receive a lot of consideration from Himari senior and Amy.
I’m deeply grateful and someday want to return the favor.
Anyway…
“Wow, this is chaos. Where could they have gone?”
I frowned, disappointed that nobody was there to greet me after I made the trip to the Game Development Department.
Thinking to clean up, but finding it too tedious, and fearing I might touch something and get yelled at, I decided against it.
“…Umm.”
Resigning myself to wait until one of the cat sisters returned, I let out a deep sigh and leaned against a cabinet near the wall.
“Keeek!”
A tiny sound caught my advanced senses.
For a moment, I tensed, suspecting an intruder, but I relaxed immediately with a dry laugh, remembering someone who might be hiding there.
“Come to think of it, you’re here, aren’t you?”
Thinking the room was empty until just now, I chuckled softly and looked toward the cabinet subtly trembling beside me.
As if sensing my gaze, a strange whimpering noise, “Huuuu…” echoed from inside the cabinet.
Hmm. How should we deal with you?
Taking you out forcibly might scare you more.
Hmm. Maybe I should play a trick on you?
“Hem.”
I cleared my throat and loosened my vocal cords.
Then I approached the cabinet slowly and knocked gently.
“Um, is anyone there?”
“…”
“No one?”
“…”
“Strange. I could’ve sworn I heard something.”
“…”
” Hmm… This is odd…”
The trembling from within the cabinet grew more intense.
To Yuuza, this must feel like a horror game scenario.
Thinking about it that way, I couldn’t help but laugh a bit.
Deciding to play one last trick, I spoke in a mischievous tone with a smirk on my face.
“You’re listening, aren’t you.”
“Keeep-?!”
Bang! Bang! CLANG!
Something collided inside.
Has he possibly hit his head in panic?
Was he badly hurt? I scratched my head, feeling somewhat embarrassed. I muttered “Excuse me…” and opened the cabinet.
And inside the cabinet…
“…Oh. Hmm.”
I saw Yuzu unconscious, eyes rolled back, with a large bump on his head.
He must’ve been frightened too much.
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